The Frozen Lakes by Edwina Reizer
The lakes are frozen again. They look like silver glass. The cold winds from the north do blow and another winter must pass.
The life that's under this wintry scene conserves its energy.
It awaits the warmer approach of spring to lift this canopy.
And when it feels the crackling ice and the warmth of the sun,
it will rise to the surface in its annual search for food to overcome the stillness it's known in the deepest water that now seems to be done.
Life returns to the lakes again as the ice does disappear. The water comes alive again and once again we hear its life.